Edited 5/12/23: Minor Grammar/Spelling.
A little love for you, a little smut for you, and a lot of tooth rotting fluff for all of you!
Tuesday, May 12, 1998
When Hermione woke up she was cuddled next to Ginny. Narcissa bustled in opening the curtains and waking them.
"Oh good," she said smiling, "you're both up. Now Hermione I know that your Mum couldn't be here so Ginevra and I have a few things up our sleeves."
Ginny grumbled from the bed, but sat up, rubbing her eyes. Andromeda Tonks slid into the room, carrying an overflowing tray with Féroce d'avocat. It was one of the dishes that reminded her of growing up, but she could tell that they'd splurged with fresh lobster instead of cod like her mother normally made.
After the four of them had finished their breakfasts, Lulu popped in, already weeping with joy. "Missy Hermione will be being my mistress by the end of the day!"
Hermione patted the elf affectionately. Lulu pushed Hermione into a chair and started to braid her hair. Ginny lounged on the bed, while Fluer, Andromeda, and Narcissa came in and out. Soon enough, Hermione's hair was falling in Goddess Box Braids down her back, a large pale pink hibiscus flower perched behind her right ear.
Narcissa came to stand in front of her. "Hermione," she said softly, "I never got to have a daughter, and so welcoming you into my family is an honour. I wore this dress on my wedding day, and had hoped to pass it on to my daughter, but that never seemed to come to be.. I hope that you'll wear it today?"
Hermione gasped as the most beautiful, simple gown was placed in front of her. It had an empire waist and a single slit, lantern shaped sleeve, the waist was beaded in very intricate pearls and small crystals. Hermione blinked back tears. She'd transfigured a tea length dress that she owned to be white and assumed that was what she'd wear. The dress in front of her was almost exactly what she would have chosen for herself.
"I-I'd be honoured!" She said standing and pulling the older woman into her arms. She felt Narcissa sniffle against her and clutch her tightly.
Ginny and Narcissa were wearing the colours of the houses they'd be representing, deep emerald for the Malfoys and almost a navy blue for the Notts. Hermione had sent down a purple tie for Harry to wear as he'd be her escort.
She slid into the dress and with a few adjustments from Lulu was ready. She smiled at herself, imagining her parents standing on either side, grinning down at her. She wiped a few tears from her eye and turned to the door when she heard a soft knock.
Harry stood in the door, eyes watering. He looked quite put together in his dress robes with the purple accents. He stepped forward and shut the door.
"Hullo," he said, smiling at her. "Remus convinced me that I needed to talk to Malfoy and Nott. I've been a bit of an idiot, I'm disappointed in myself. I've been so stuck in my own head, that I couldn't even trust you. I sat down with Malfoy and Nott this morning. I apologise for letting my petty school rivalries get in the way of my trust for you. It's so obvious to anyone that they really love you, Hermione. I had no idea just how much the three of you have done to make the War move more smoothly."
She blinked at him, then rushed forward, throwing her arms around his neck. "Thank you, Harry. I appreciate you doing that. They really are different than you think. Honestly the hardest thing I had to do was not tell you about Draco being a Spy during 6th year."
He sat heavily on the couch, "I'm sorry about Ron and Mol-"
"No." She said firmly, "you don't apologise for their actions, you stood up for me when it counted and they need to do their own work. I'm tired of feeling terrible for things that I have no control over. I can only control my emotions and actions, no one else's."
He nodded and after a moment he grinned, "You look beautiful, Hermione. I'm so glad that I'm able to be here with you today, I know I'm not your parents, but…"
She sniffled, "I know, but the way that everyone has highlighted my culture and made me feel welcomed has really helped dull the pain a bit."
He stood and held out his arm to her. With a final look in the mirror, Hermione flattened the non-existent wrinkles in her dress and wrapped her hand around Harry's arm.
When they reached the bottom of the stairs, they went to stand behind a curtain. The night before they had set up the chairs in a circle, with three separate entrances for each of them. The centre had a white circle for them to stand in as they did their vows.
She knew that Draco and Narcissa were standing behind the curtain on her right and Theo and Ginny (his chosen escort) behind a curtain on her left.
"You ready?" Harry said with a soft smile. She nodded and the curtain opened in front of her.
Seated around the circle were a random smattering of trusted Order Members. She could barely even take in who was around the circle. Her stomach was fluttering madly and she couldn't tell if she was going to squeal or vomit..
She felt tears pooling in her eyes as she laid eyes first Theo then Draco coming toward the centre. Once they'd entered the circle, a chair appeared for Harry, Narcissa, and Ginny through the openings they'd just walked through.
Each of them received a kiss on the cheek from their escort as they entered the circle. Hermione held out both of her hands, one to Theo and one to Draco and smiled softly at them. They were both looking at her like she'd stepped out of a dream.
"You're the single two most gorgeous people I've ever seen," chirped Theo.
Draco smirked at him, "Honestly, Theodore, you're going to embarrass our fiancé!"
Hermione was in fact blushing, but mostly because she knew that everyone in the circle could hear them.
"Shall we begin?" she murmured, squeezing both of their hands.
They nodded as Minerva McGonagall stood in front of them.
"Do the three of you, Draco Lucius Malfoy, Theodore Francisco Nott, and Hermione Jean Granger, come to this circle by your own volition and without outside influence?"
"We do," they said together, Hermione felt the beginnings of the bond latch on to her magic.
"And do you understand the long reaching ramifications of the soul-bond you are about to endeavour on?"
"We do," they intoned as she felt the bond further wrapped around them.
"Do you, Draco Lucius Malfoy, promise to protect and love Theodore and Hermione until Death do you part?"
"I do," he said, openly weeping.
"Do you, Theodore Francisco Nott, promise to protect and love Draco and Hermione until Death do you part?"
"I do," he said, for once not adding a cheeky retort.
"Do you, Hermione Jean Granger, promise to protect and love Draco and Theodore until Death do you part?"
"I do," she whispered, feeling the bond tightening around the three of them, bringing them a step closer.
Minerva continued, "Now you will feel no rain, for each of you will be shelter for the others. Now you will feel no cold, for each of you will be warmth to the others. Now there will be no loneliness, for each of you will be a companion to the others. Now you are three persons, but there is only one life before you. May beauty surround you in the journey ahead and through all the years. May happiness be your companion and your days together be good and long upon the earth.
"Treat yourselves and each other with respect, and remind yourselves often of what brought you together. Give the highest priority to the tenderness, gentleness, and kindness that your connection deserves. When frustration, difficulties, and fear assail your relationship, as they threaten all relationships at one time or another, remember to focus on what is right between you, not only the part which seems wrong. In this way, you can ride out the storms when clouds hide the face of the sun in your lives—remembering that even if you lose sight of it for a moment, the sun is still there. And if each of you takes responsibility for the quality of your life together, it will be marked by abundance and delight."
Adapted from an Apache Wedding Vow
A flash of light burst from their circle, and Hermione felt the bond pull them together even closer. She could feel them next to her. She was hyper aware of their presence and could feel the bond drawing them closer.
"Now you may kiss your-"
Minerva was cut off, by Theo dragging Draco's face to his wedging Hermione between them. After a moment, Theo bent to tuck himself under her veil and pull her into a fervent kiss and then relinquished her to Draco.
"Fuck," Theo whispered against Hermione's neck as he watched her lips connect with Draco's. After probably an embarrassing amount of time, the three of them disentangled themselves and looked out at the circle around them.
All of their friends and family were beaming at them. "May I present Hermione Malfoy Nott and her husbands, Theodore and Draco," Minerva said with a grin.
Theo scooped Hermione into his arms, throwing her over one shoulder as he looped an arm through Draco's and pulled them toward the house. "We'll be out shortly," he said cheekily. Hermione laughed appreciating the view of Theo's backside. She knew that Draco was probably blushing madly, but all she could feel was the radiating joy from both her Husbands.
Once they'd entered Headquarters, Theo apparated them to the attic which had been transformed into their own suite. He gently set Hermione on the floor and pushed Draco onto the bed. "Now Draco, I think we need to show our wife some of those delectable ideas that we've come up with. We have to get down to the reception, but we have time for her to have at least one orgasm, don't you think?" Theo purred as he kneeled behind him.
Draco just nodded, still not taking his eyes off of Hermione. "She's really ours?" he whispered.
"Hermione Jean Malfoy Nott," Theo said against Draco's neck. Draco groaned and pulled Hermione closer to him. Theo reached up and covered all three of them with the veil, that Hermione was positive they'd magically extended for this purpose as previously it'd barely passed her waist.
Draco ran his fingers up her legs, groaning and resting his head on Theo's shoulder behind him when he felt Hermione's lack of knickers. "Gods you'll be the death of me," he choked out.
"Come on, love," Theo growled, looking at her, "I think our husband should be in the middle for this, don't you?"
She nodded and with a wave of his hand, Draco was naked between them, a flush crossed his cheeks as his cock stood to attention. Hermione's dress was suddenly laying across the chair on the other side of the room, and she was only clothed in her lingerie.
"On your back, love," Theo ordered her, she quickly made her way to the bed. She lay out, stretching her body wantonly across the bed. "Are you ready for us?"
She nodded and Theo prodded Draco to hover over her. He groaned and she knew that Theo had done the cleaning and lubricating spell on him.
Draco sheathed himself in her and stayed perfectly still, his head resting in the crook of her neck. Hermione was staring up into Theo's eyes as he pushed himself into Draco. She could feel Draco shaking as he lightly bit into her shoulder.
"Gods you're so tight," Theo grunted and Hermione knew that he'd bottomed out. "Are you ready?" he asked them.
"Yes, Theo," she moaned as she felt Theo, then Draco move.
"Oh, fuuuuck," Draco groaned. Hermione whimpered as well. A wave of Magic washed over them. "This is so overwhelming. I'm never going to fucking last."
She couldn't even blame him. The way that their bond was tightening around them was mesmerising. Hermione could feel both Theo and Draco. The build up was absolutely astounding, she'd never been pushed towards orgasm faster. When all three of them peaked simultaneously, she felt the bond snap into place. She was sure she could feel their heartbeats.
"Oh this is wild," Theo chuckled, eyes sparkling "We're going to have to dive deeper into what this bond can do. I can feel you both. I wonder…"
As he trailed off, Hermione and Draco stood to redress themselves. When they were looking presentable, the three of them bounced down the stairs to their reception.
When they got back down, they were greeted by a round of clapping, causing Draco and Hermione to flush, as Theo bowed dramatically.
"Couldn't deal with the unsealed bond any longer," he said with a grin and a wink.
The three of them were ushered to a table that had three plates. Their meals came and everyone around them was laughing and eating together.
Finally it was time for the cake dance. Narcissa and Ginny placed the cakes on their heads and began to dance to the clapping and drums.
Hermione looked around, grinning at the assembled group. In placement of the Father-Daughter dance, all three of the wedding party took their escorts to the floor and danced.
Harry smiled down at her. "I can see it, Mrs. Malfoy-Nott," he chuckled.
"That is Mrs. Malfoy and Lady Nott, Lord Potter!" she said with a laugh.
I'm glad that it was you if it couldn't be my parents," she said softly.
"Of course, I would do anything for you, you're the only real family I have left," he said with a sigh.
"I don't think Remus, Teddy, or Andromeda would appreciate that, Harry," she said with a wink.
He rolled his eyes but looked pleased with her response. The rest of the night passed in a wave of laughter and drinks. That evening, Hermione fell asleep between Draco and Theo with a grin painted across her face. She was home.
Should Ron get a Redemption Arc? Should Molly? Anything you're DYING to see? I only have like 4 total chapters drafted and they change with the wind on this bad boy!
Thanks for reading! Let me know what you think or if you have any thoughts about what might happen next!